I had a very quick conversation with my ElderSpawn a couple of mornings ago about some rumors going around about her. Â This is the first I’d heard and I wanted to dig deeper into it, but she was literally on her bike ready to pedal away as she mentioned it.
She heard from a friend that some people are saying that because her parents are gay (sic), she must be as well. Â Thinking quickly, I responded, “Well, my parents were both straight, but I’m not, so it doesn’t matter what your parents’ sexual orientation is, you are who you are.”
“And, ” I continued, “You have two gay parents but you’re straight.”
“So far, mom” she said it very seriously and with a tone of admonishment.
And there I was, caught with my assumptions down.
I smiled and hugged her, “That’s right, honey, so far. Â And no matter who you are and what you decide about yourself, it’s up to you and doesn’t depend on who your parents are. Â Have a great day at school, honey, I love you.”
And then she was on her way. Â I stood watching her pedal off with her friend, thinking that even if she didn’t get sexual orientation from me, she did get a wonderfully open mind and the feeling of security to leave her own options open.
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